Lahat ng Kabanata ng His Vampire Bride: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

Aster: Aster stood rooted to the spot, trembling wildly. It was like the first night she saw a ghost. The dread, the fear, was overwhelming and she couldn’t think clearly. She forgot everything she knew about ghosts, because the witch aimed all her negative emotions right at her, making sure Aster felt nothing else. “Can you send her away?” Declan asked. The witch glided towards her. She looked just like Aster remembered her: dressed in the old fur dress, white, braided hair, winkled old face. “Send them away, child.” “No,” she finally answered Declan. “But she wants you to leave.” He watched her intently for a while. “Last time a pissed off ghost showed up, you almost fucking killed me…I don’t know if it’s a good idea for me to go.” “It’s fine. Last time I thought I was hallucinating and back in the dream…I know this time.” “Leave her to it,” Rowan said. “Aster, we’ll be in my study when you’re done. Ask one of the fa

Declan: “I should have known,” Matthew seethed. “That miserable cunt.” “I’m sorry man.” “I was so sure she wouldn’t…how did I miss it?” “You were busy with your eleven other brides,” Samuel said. “Oh, fuck off.” “Now is not the time you two,” Declan said. “Where is she?” “In the restaurant.” “Let’s go--” he looked over his shoulder --“you too, Aster.” “Uh…I’ll just wait here.” Declan took her by the elbow. “I know you don’t want to see this, but you have to come with me. I can’t leave you by yourself.” They joined the brothers in the hallway. Declan wasn’t sure Matthew would be able to do what needed to be done – nor would he expect it of him. Even though he didn’t love Katelynn, the bond was absolute, and killing her would be like driving the sword into his own heart. “How did she even do it?” Aster asked. “I thought the bond ensured loyalty.” Declan nodded. “Usually, b

Declan:“Declan!”“What?” he croaked, grabbing his pounding head.Matthew stood over him, a look of concern on his face. “Where is Aster?”Declan was suddenly wide awake. He bolted upright and looked at the spot where his bride was supposed to be. “I should ask you that. Weren’t you standing guard? How did she get past you?”“Well, obviously we fell asleep.”“For fuck’s sake, Matthew,” Declan said and grabbed his sword.“Is she in danger?” Lucy asked.“Not that I can tell, but she doesn’t always have the common sense to know when she’s in danger.”“Let me go get her,” Matthew offered, “I can handle the daylight better than you.”“No,” Declan said. “She’s not far. I can feel her. Stay in here, look after the others.”&ld

Aster: Aster woke violently. Limbs flailing wildly, heart hammering, she bit back a scream just in time. She dreamed about the dead vampires, their bodies sizzling and slowly decomposing in the sun. She walked between them, turning them over one at a time. Each of them was someone she knew and loved – her family, slowly melting away to nothing. Her head ached, her body screamed in pain, and the thirst burned her throat like a furnace. Sitting upright, she looked around her. She was once again in some kind of room with walls made from roughly cut stone. At least this time, she was on a soft bed and the room was big and open. Several pieces of ancient furniture decorated the room, but the grey walls were bare of any traditional artwork, instead heavy tapestries depicting violent scenes hung against the walls. Instead of electrical lights, the room was lit with old-fashioned oil lamps and flickering torches against the wall, like the dungeon bac

Declan: Aster was close to hysterical when Declan returned. She sat off to the side, folding the material of the little dress she wore between her hands, staring off into the distance – although, by now he knew she wasn’t looking at nothing. The back of her dress was soaked through from her wet hair, but she barely noticed. The two elders seemed completely unaware of just how close their elemental was to breaking. “They’re on their way,” he said, and calmly walked over to his bride. He took her hand in his, and gave her a questioning look, hoping he could feel something from her, anything, apart from the panic that threatened to break out of her chest. Even if he knew nothing else about her, he’d still know she’d rather be anywhere else but this room. “Do we need to be here?” Declan asked. “Of course,” Rowan said, clearly agitated, “she’s an important part of the plan.” “I have a plan,” Aster said, and the two elders turned th